C43 Convulsion(1)

After he finished speaking, Zhao Mingzhe stood there proudly, and looked coldly at the crowd.

Zhao Mingzhe had experienced a lot in his two lives, so he was very clear that since the other party could turn black into white, then there was no point in explaining it to him.

When he was already forced to retreat due to the conspiracy, Zhao Mingzhe decided to fight to the death and leave this place in blood.

Zhao Tongda suddenly rushed towards Zhao Mingzhe. At this time, Qin Yuan shouted:

"Stop for a moment. I feel that this matter is not that simple!"

Zhao Chun's face turned slightly cold. He looked at Qin Yuan Chong and said,

"Elder Qin, this is already our family matter. Even if Sect Master Leng was here, he would not stop our Zhao Family from punishing Zhao Mingzhe for his actions. "It's best if you don't interfere in this matter."

As Zhao Chun's voice fell, Zhou Changqing continued.

"Elder Qin, Zhao Mingzhe's ambition was always against the sect's rules in the sect, so it's not strange that he would do such a thing that would anger both the gods and men. Furthermore, Brother Zhao Chun is the Patriarch of the Zhao Family. If we want to punish Zhao Mingzhe, it is not appropriate for us, the Phoenix Cry Sect, to get involved. "

Zhao Wenwu coldly snorted at this time.

"It would be unforgivable if we don't kill him."

Saying that, Zhao Wenwu's body suddenly rushed forward, the blade in his hand, cut towards Zhao Mingzhe from all directions.

With an ice-cold expression, Zhao Mingzhe bellowed, the pale blue spear in his hand hummed. In the next moment, seven spear flowers appeared. These seven spear flowers gathered together again. With a loud 'dang' sound, the spearpoint accurately clashed with the saber blade.

Zhao Mingzhe took a step back, but Zhao Wenwu did not move. In terms of vitality and strength, Zhao Mingzhe was still weaker than Zhao Wenwu by a little.

Zhao Wenwu relied on his strength to gain the upper hand, with a sinister smile on his face, his blade slashed at Zhao Mingzhe again.

Using the Floating Willow Body Art, Zhao Mingzhe had just dodged the long blade when he suddenly stretched out his left hand and threw a heavy punch with a whistling sound.

With an angered roar, Zhao Mingzhe extended his left hand as well. In the next moment, a gust of wind howled as he struck six palms forward!

Because of its extreme speed, the six palms seemed to have been struck at the same time.

A series of sounds of "bang bang" rang out. After Zhao Mingzhe and Zhao Wenwu clashed once, the blood and energy in his chest churned, and his face was slightly pale.

Zhao Wenwu seized the opportunity to strike again, and coldly bellowed:

"Die!"

Zhao Mingzhe raised the strength in his body to the maximum as he smacked the back of the spear with his left hand. A huge buzzing sound came out.

The light blue spear seemed to have come to life as it thrust forward towards Zhao Wenwu with an imposing manner that surpassed the limits of Zhao Mingzhe's strength!

Among the onlookers, there were exclamations of surprise:

"What kind of spear technique is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"This bitingly cold aura, is actually able to suppress Zhao Wenwu who is at the fifth level of the Origin Convergence Stage! "Could it be that trash has become a genius …"

Facing Zhao Mingzhe's sharp spear, Zhao Wenwu's face instantly changed, he felt that no matter how he tried to dodge, the spear would always envelop him.

Zhao Wenwu's father, Zhao Dong, suddenly roared:

"Man Wu, be careful!"

While speaking, Zhao Dong's body had already leaped forward, at the same time kicking out a sword, which smashed into Zhao Mingzhe's spear.

Crack * A cracking sound could be heard, and the long sword was directly smashed into pieces by the light blue long spear in Zhao Mingzhe's hands. However, Zhao Mingzhe's strength was limited, and he was blocked by Zhao Dong who was much stronger than him.

Zhao Tongda who was not far from Zhao Wenwu, moved his body in a flash and struck out with his palm towards Zhao Mingzhe.

Zhao Dong had also arrived, and pulled Zhao Wenwu out of the range of the long spear. Zhao Wenwu's face looked extremely pale.

Facing Zhao Tongda's half-sneak attack and half-obstructing attack, Zhao Mingzhe simply could not dodge, and could only try his best to avoid it, causing him to feel pain in his right chest. Zhao Mingzhe was struck by Zhao Tongda and fell heavily onto the ground, looking as though he was covered in dust!

Liu Xu exclaimed, she subconsciously walked towards Zhao Mingzhe, but was pulled back by Liu Wen. Liu Wen looked at Liu Xu and said loudly:

"A shameless person like Zhao Mingzhe should end up like this."

Zhao Mingzhe felt a huge pain in his chest. Xiao Meng who was inside her sleeves came out at this time, and continuously rubbed her face against Zhao Mingzhe's.

With great difficulty, Zhao Mingzhe reached out his hand to stroke Xiao Meng and said:

"Little fellow, you can go."

Xiao Meng let out a "ji" sound. It sounded somewhat mournful, but she did not leave. Zhao Chun's cold voice came from not too far away:

"Kill this scum!"

Zhao Tongda's face was cold as he walked towards Zhao Mingzhe one step at a time. Zhao Mingzhe knew that he did not have much of a chance now. Judging from his actions just now, Zhao Tongda was much stronger than him.

Zhao Mingzhe felt a little regretful in his heart. If he had killed Zhao Wenwu earlier, he would have been able to force himself to take advantage of the situation. Now, not even a single person had died.

Holding onto the long spear, Zhao Mingzhe used the strength to stand up, and only had one thought in his mind, even if he died, he had to straighten his back like a spear!

When Zhao Tongda walked over step by step, Liu Xu tried his best to break free from his father's hold as she spoke with a somewhat peculiar voice.

"Why? It's not like this, it's not like this …"

Just that, Liu Xu's tragic cry could not change anything, Zhao Tongda had already walked to's front, his two fingers were like hooks, thrusting towards Zhao Mingzhe's heart.

Zhao Mingzhe simply did not have the strength to resist, and could only coldly stare at the scene in front of him. Right at this moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept over, Zhao Mingzhe felt his vision blur, and a middle-aged man already stood by his side, lightning quick enough, he moved his hand to break Zhao Tongda's finger.

With a muffled grunt, Zhao Tongda's body immediately flew backwards, barely managing to stabilize himself. Looking at his deformed fingers, his face contorted in pain, and he couldn't help but take in two breaths of cold air.

At this time, exclamations of surprise continuously came from the surrounding crowd. Seeing the man protecting Zhao Mingzhe who forced Zhao Tongda to retreat in the blink of an eye, Zhao Chun coldly said:

"Xiao Lingfeng, it's good that you're here. Your son Zhao Mingzhe has done too many wrong things.

As Zhao Mingzhe looked at the azure-dressed man in front of him, a familiar feeling involuntarily arose from the bottom of his heart. Zhao Mingzhe almost subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted:

"Father!"

At first, Zhao Mingzhe had thought that it would be awkward if he were to see his parents in this world, but after meeting them today, he realized that calling them father was actually very natural. Perhaps, this was the reason why blood was thicker than water.

Xiao Lingfeng's appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Mingzhe, but there was an additional trace of coldness on his face, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated, always giving others a look of distress. On the other hand, Xiao Lingfeng's body was covered in blood, as if he had been injured not long ago.

Xiao Lingfeng patted on Zhao Mingzhe's clothes, and said indifferently:

"Don't be afraid. With me here, no one can hurt you!"

At this time, Zhao Wenwu's father, Zhao Dong, took a step forward and said with a cold expression:

"Xiao Lingfeng, do you know what you are doing? "You are only a dog that has been taken into the Zhao Family, but you actually dared to injure an elder of the Discipline Hall and even protect your good-for-nothing son. Do you not care about anything else?"

Xiao Lingfeng's expression was gloomy like water. He slowly replied:

"My son is a failure, you don't even have to say it!"

Zhao Chun frowned and said,

"Xiao Lingfeng, you should know that a person who has been married into the family does not have to ask about the family's matters. Do you force yourself to stand out like this? Do I, Sister Later Autumn, know about this?"

Zhao Mingzhe knew that the girl Zhao Chun was talking about was his own mother, Zhao Xianchun. Only, when Zhao Mingzhe saw that his father Xiao Lingfeng was covered in blood and did not see his mother appear, a bad premonition unconsciously rose in his heart.

Xiao Lingfeng was silent for a while, with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"I would like to know about this in the latter part of the autumn, but unfortunately, the latter is already dead!"

As soon as Xiao Lingfeng finished speaking, the expressions of many people in the Zhao Family changed. Zhao Mingzhe was even more so stunned on the spot. Immediately after, the uncontrollable feeling that he had lost control of his body the last time he let Ye Jinxuan take a concubine appeared once again!

Zhao Mingzhe felt a huge pain in his chest, and with a "pu" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood. For a moment, he could not believe that his mother had suddenly disappeared …